Questioning the mind

by guest blogger Grace Bell, workwithgrace.com

CelluliteThink of your “worst nightmare.”

One of mine was having people see, be disgusted by,
know the truth about, or laugh at my jiggling thigh cellulite.

And if I really capture the worst …
… and go deep … right to the heart of the worst imaginable,
internally-squirming, cold-sweat humiliation …

Or as Byron Katie sometimes says, “What’s your worst nightmare?”
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Body in SwirlsMy body for so long was my secret shame, the taboo subject. I remember lying on the couch, looking at my seven-year-old legs and declaring to myself that they were too fat.

I had become a believer. In that specific moment, all the judgments I’d absorbed from the world around me just popped into my head, a full-grown bundle of beliefs that I’ve carried most of my life.

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Winning “The I Don’t Know Quiz Show”

November 1, 2012 Confusion to Clarity
Thumbnail image for Winning “The I Don’t Know Quiz Show” I’m convinced that I know a lot of stuff. After all, I’ve lived a good long while and made lots of mistakes, faced many gob-smacking situations and somehow done okay. Learned from it all. Have wisdom to share. Sometimes lots of it. I find it pleasing to believe I know most of the answers to Life’s Big Quiz Show.
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Counting on the Diane Sawyer Within

October 4, 2012 Confusion to Clarity
Diane Sawyer once said her job was to “be a powerful witness” where people are suffering. Even though my life assignment so far hasn’t included Afghanistan or Syria, I can’t help but notice that people are suffering all around me. So her job description is the same as mine.
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The Metube in my Mind

August 13, 2012 Questioning the Mind
Thumbnail image for The Metube in my Mind Unless I’m totally caught in procrastination or I absolutely must have a cute kitten experience, I don’t watch Youtube. My own personal Metube keeps me plenty enthralled.
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Of Brains & Egos @ 3:00 a.m.

August 9, 2012 Confusion to Clarity
“We have been given brains that enable us to figure some things out, and egos that lead us to believe we can figure everything out.”
Therein lies a big problem.
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Independence from My Inflatable Bully

July 3, 2012 Questioning the Mind
Independence from My Inflatable Bully: This could be the most memorable Independence Day celebration ever. Because I’m getting deadly serious about smoking out bullies in my life.
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Living A Summoned Life

June 26, 2012 Confusion to Clarity
There comes a time when the life that you’ve carefully planned and engineered just isn’t enough. Instead of treading on all the carefully planned and planted stepping stones, you find yourself knee deep in a swamp of uncertainty, plagued by a feeling of stuckness. Even your best strategies seem to fail at producing the anticipated results. Or sometimes you discover, as you grow and change, that what once fit like a shoe has begun to pinch.
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Hanging Out in Puddles

May 9, 2012 Confusion to Clarity
Thumbnail image for Hanging Out in Puddles This has been a season of puddles, and as the sun begins to show up I don’t want to forget what I’ve learned from exploring my own puddles. It all began with a small injury, to which I added lots of insults. I mostly rained on what could have been a perfectly nice parade by thinking that I should be more evolved and enlightened than to feel disappointment or frustration.
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Living an “Inquiry Kind of Life”

May 7, 2012 Byron Katie's Work
Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer. ~ Rainier Maria Rilke
I’m an impatient sort. So I’ve been living my way into answers right now. Fascinating insights.


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Brain Rats

April 12, 2012 Questioning the Mind
The monkeys in my mind have been a bit quiet lately, probably because I’ve been putting in more time calming them and listening to them. But I’ve lately been taking some big personal and emotional risks, and they’ve been joined by their cousins, the Brain Rats.
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Story Blindness

April 2, 2012 About the Oasis
I just emerged from a bad case of story blindness. It’s not as painful as snow blindness, at least most of the time, Usually it’s more like driving in a whiteout. I’m navigating along, appreciating the emerald moss or the birdcalls of spring. My life is going bloomingly. There’s a sense of equilibrium, a deep [...]
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Goodbye Cruel World

March 7, 2012 Inquiry
  Goodbye, Cruel World. These words came drifting into my mind while I was walking the beaches of the impossibly beautiful Oregon Coast last weekend. The rhythms of the ocean have a way of opening my inner ear to wisdom, so I didn’t take this lightly.   Goodbye cruel world? Since I wasn’t in a suicidal frame [...]
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Subtracting Insult from Injury

February 5, 2012 Byron Katie's Work
Instead of adding insult to injury, I’ve been learning to subtract. Three weeks ago I broke my collarbone in the middle of the night on Day 2 of a long-anticipated tropical vacation with my husband. I slid on some slippery Mexican tile and catapulted down three steps to land on my collar bone. At three a.m. on a Sunday morning. The story of How I Spent My Vacation starts with that event, with riding a ferry from the island to a hospital and harnessing myself into a splint for the next two weeks.
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Dipping Deeply Into the New Year

January 3, 2012 Coming Home
Honey dripping from a dipper It’s pretty darned hard to miss the flashing ads and headlines that remind me, and all of us, that this is the time for resolve, discipline, will power. My own natural desire to get more in touch with my healthy body through diet and exercise at this time of year always finds plenty of support from the culture around me. I don’t mind riding that wave. But anybody at my gym will tell you that the new spurt of activity lasts about six weeks.

What makes it stick is when I dip deeply to discover what’s been in the way of change. I’ve discovered for myself that any resolutions for the new year just don’t take unless I spend some time thinking about where I’ve been, getting my bearings for what’s ahead.

Because the unquestioned past seems to have a way of becoming in the future.
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Building a Kinder World

July 26, 2011 Getting Unstuck
Thumbnail image for Building a Kinder World There’s a line in the recent Sherlock Holmes movie that grabbed my attention.
“Give me some evidence, Holmes. With a little mud I can build bricks and from there I can build a case.”
I’m struck by how often we use the evidence we have to wall us into a world view that isn’t kind to us or the people around us. Someone cuts us off in traffic and we take it personally. Our kids are acting out. Proof we’re a bad parent. And so it can go, if we believe our case that we’re failing or not measuring up, somehow.

What I’ve been discovering as I work with my own mind and assist others in inquiry is that there’s another choice.
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Shifting the Lens

May 17, 2011 Getting Unstuck
There’s a color commentator in my head who spins me this way and that with a play-by-play of how I’m operating in the world. I call her Ethel. Ethel touts all the stats she remembers from the past and predicts the future.
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Truth Serum

February 18, 2011 Inquiry
Some moments, even some entire days, I can catch myself in the judgements and lies that keep me from the truth. There’s such grace in that kind of clarity, that kind of peace. That is, when I can catch the lies.

And then there are the other days. The days I actually believe that “they’re” at fault. By “they” I mean anybody (or anything) out there that I can judge or blame. Like my dog for barking too much, my husband for not shutting the door, the weather for not being warmer or drier. Not to mention the theme songs I play in my own brain. Number one right now is There’s something wrong, and it’s because I’m not enough or there’s not enough.

These are the days I need a truth serum. Or some loving but stern Zen master to rap me up the side of the head. One question can usually do that: really? Is it true? When I’m aware enough of that feeling of shrinking inside, the way I’m living from a small self, that’s usually enough to bring me back.

Sometimes Truth shows up in harsher ways: the illness or death of a loved one can take me right there. To an opening of the heart big enough to embrace and allow the beauty around me to teach me to heal. What a shame that this is what it would take.
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Help Me to Believe the Truth about Myself, No Matter How Beautiful It Is

January 21, 2011 Aging with Grace
Thumbnail image for Help Me to Believe the Truth about Myself, No Matter How Beautiful It Is This is the prayer we used to close my woman’s circle for the past 11 years. I had learned from the Sufis, but it was written by Marina Widerhehr. Last week was the group’s last circle. We shared “popcorn shapshots,” images of the precious and not-so-precious moments that have united us: the weddings, funerals, illnesses. The laughter and tears.

Since then I’ve noticed my own popcorn images: photos of me in the full bloom of my twenties and thirties. In the radiance of my forties and fifties. I noticed that only when I look at the snapshots from this distance am I able to see the beauty that I was. When I was younger my mind was way to full of the mosquito beliefs brought to me by my inner spin doctor. You’re too fat. Your eyes are too close together. Teeth too big. In a nutshell, There’s something wrong with me.
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When the Outside Messes with the Inside

September 13, 2010 Confusion to Clarity
I was just so proud of myself a month or two ago. I was fairly convinced that I’d figured out the major puzzles of my life. Or at least one major puzzle, the tendency to put stuff in my mouth when I wasn’t hungry.
I honestly believed that attending Geneen Roth’s residential retreat and living the Women Food & God Way had brought such a bolt of enlightenment that I would never eat compulsively again.
That was before I started moving everything out of half of my house for a long-anticipated remodel. Before I began traveling and celebrating the freedom of summer. Before I started working on a book project, or at least before I experienced my favorite procrastination technique.
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